What a week! This past Saturday my son, Aaron, and his girlfriend, Catherine, got engaged! There was a scene in Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood when Genevieve (Teensy and Jack’s mother) was talking to Vivi just before Jack tells Vivi he’s going off to war and she says, “I thank God for granting my son his true love at an early age.” I’ve cried at that line every single time I’ve watched that movie – maybe now I know why 🙂
Have you ever wondered if “real people” ever win prizes in those Twitter parties? Well, they do. I won a Sleep Number bed! I’m waiting for the call to arrange delivery, and I can’t wait to tell you all about it as soon as it gets here. I tried one out in one of their mall stores right after I had my first of four cervical spine surgeries, and it felt wonderful, so I have my fingers crossed that this might make a difference in my neck pain!
I crashed and burned in NaNoWriMo this year. At last count I was at between 11,000 and 12,000 words. Congratulations to everyone who won, especially Kerri, who had a whole lot more going on in her life during the month of November than I did!
I did all my Christmas shopping online on Cyber Monday with one click and the UPS man has already started dropping smiley-face boxes on my front porch. About half my Christmas gifts this year will be handmade, though, and I’m hard at work on those. My family and friends all understand the dire financial straits we’re still in, so I don’t think anyone was expecting to hear the Lexus jingle and find a car in their driveway, anyway.
I got my house all squeaky-clean for Thanksgiving, so I’m gradually decorating. We won’t get a tree until Aaron comes home after finals. And by gradually I mean I threw some dollar-store pine cones in the hurricanes on the mantle.
Did I mention that my son is engaged? On the shallow, self-absorbed end of that spectrum that means I have to start losing weight fast because no matter how long an engagement this is I’ve got a lot of poundage to get rid before the happy day.
As part of the never-ending disability nightmare I am living I was scheduled for a “mental health exam” yesterday. This guy should never play poker, because he coughed ever time I got something wrong – like naming the last several presidents. All I could remember were Obama and Bush. I totally forgot Clinton, but I think that was a Freudian slip. And I think I should have gotten double points for Bush since we had two of them. Oh, and then he asked me to count backward from 100 . . . by sevens. Can you do that? I obviously can’t, because the poor man had such a coughing fit I was surprised he didn’t cut our session short.
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